Saturday 7/19.14 After waiting so long and then,finally trying to light the fire, how does one put it out? Fire is beautiful. Fire is scary. I try to move the big burning logs to the side. Away. Let them smolder and die. But the little baby embers persist. I put on the fire screenand walk away. Yet the fire still burns even while I don’t look at it, while I don’t feel the heat the energy the flame. I wrap myself in a blanket, away from the fire, away, so in need of warmth. Die while the flames live aliveyet again.